I turned to Momo. “And I’m guessing you were the ringleader?”“Ringleader?”“It was your idea.”“We thought we could impress you by using...the computer and you would give us cake.”It’s pretty hard to stay mad when they’re so damn cute.“Had you actually stayed on YouTube after getting back to it, I would have been proud. Not proud enough to get you a cake, but proud. Instead, now I’m mad and you all need to be punished.”All the girls shied away, trying to make themselves look as small as possible.. This is nice, Sis, really nice. Glad you had this idea." Thought you might feel that way," she said saucily as I lowered my hand down from her nice, warm breast to between her legs.I didn't touch her pussy for a minute to see if she might object but she just kept on masturbating me so I slid my pointer finger along the wet gap between her legs.Moving my finger up and down along the cleft, I began pressing in just a bit, again, just making sure she didn't object, after all, she hadn't really. She informed me that she wanted to rearrange their bedroom. Upstairs we go. I walked into their bedroom, and assessed the situation. She wanted the bed moved on the other wall, her dresser moved down where the bed sits, and some other miscellaneous stuff moved. She had the spot where the bed was going cleared out so this whole thing should be pretty easy. I grabbed the king size bed and grunted as I moved it to the desired location. I looked at the floor where the bed used to sit, and saw a. Would you care for some dessert before seeing my place?”I’ve got dessert in my arms.“Don’t you have something at your place?”“I do.”It took a few minutes to get to Matt’s house, on the outskirts of Penn Yan. He gave her the tour; she dropped her bag in the bedroom and they went back downstairs. Haumia made some coffee and Matt made them each a milkshake. They went to watch TV.“This is a genuinely nice house, Matt. Not the bachelor pad I thought it would be. You’ve an office for work and it’s….